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  **3rd Person Point of View**

 (Y/n)'s first trip to the (choose one: Beach/Mountains/City) was supposed to be one of amazement. But it was anything but. First the hotel they booked had given the room to another person, then it started raining. A few terrible moments later, after night had fallen, (Y/n)'s rental car broke down on them. It seemed as if nothing would go the right way. After getting their backpack and small suitcase out of the car, they started along down the road coat soaked through and hugged close to their shivering body. After walking for what seemed like an eternity, when in reality it was just a very slow hour, they soon saw a light up ahead. Feeling a small joy of thinking that they will be ok. Suddenly, before they even realized it, they were running. Now, halfway to the light.

Upon arriving at the large building and seeing it was a hotel they noticed a man standing in the light of the doorway. They had blonde hair and wore glasses with his uniform. For a second the man's beautiful and shining blue eyes found (Y/n)'s own (Eye color) orbs. They called out something but it was lost in the loud roar of the wind and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground. The man looked left and right as if expecting to find something before they pull their own coat up over their blonde hair and run down the stairs. (Y/n) had been standing there and when the man was standing right in front of them only then had they realized just how blue his eyes were and that his facial features were rather appealing.

"Hey, Dude? Are you listening?" The man asked (Y/n) snapped out of their daze and shook thief head gaining a more awareness of the surrounding area. "O-oh I'm sorry. I was just...lost in thought." (Y/n) said slightly embarrassed as a light pink dusts over those (C/O : chubby/hollowed/sharp) cheeks. "It's alright," they said "But I asked, are you ok? You look like you're lost." (Y/n) couldn't think of how to explain what had happened lightly so they decided just to tell it as it happened. "Well my car broke down about a mile back." (Y/n) explained. The man looked like he understood "Oh. Seems like that stuff happens a lot 'round here. I swear, if this place is haunted and I see a ghost I am leaving." He said looking terrified in an  almost childish way "But, if you need a place to stay I'm sure my boss would let you have a room for the night." He explained "That would be amazing...umm...I'm sorry I never caught you name." (Y/n) said, the man's mouth formed into a small 'o' "Right. My name is Alfred F. Jones. But you can call me Alfred." He said smiling "Nice to meet you Alfred. I'm (Y/n)." (Y/n) said smiling back "Well the same goes to you (Y/n). But would you like to get out of the rain? You're soaked." Alfred asked shifting the blue coat he wore. "Oh. Right. Yeah let's go inside." (Y/n) said as Alfred picked up the small suitcase and lead them up the stairs and into the main lobby.

"Here." Alfred said setting their bag down and taking their back pack off them. "Take off you're coat, you'll catch a cold." He said coaxing (Y/n) to remove the thin jacket. Once that was off he replaced it with his own coat. The outside was wet but the inside was very warm. As (Y/n) stood hugging the jacket close, Alfred walked up to the front desk. He rang the bell once, then twice, then three times in succession. A door behind the dark desk opened and a tall, sandy blonde haired, violet eyed, man stepped out. His hand gripped Alfred's tightly to prevent him from ringing the bell again. "Alfred, you need only to ring once, da?" The fair-skinned man asked "Ok, ok, OK! Ow! Let my hand go, Ivan!" He said struggling to get his hand back from the taller male. Once 'Ivan' saw the person standing behind Alfred, he let go. "здравствуйте! May I help you?" He asked paying no mind to Alfred as he looked at his, quite possible broken, hand. (Y/n) stepped forward slightly, they were intimidated by this man's height, "Umm...I-" They tried to figure out what to say when Alfred, having seemingly gotten better all of a sudden, moved next to them. "(Y/n)'s car broke down the road and they need a room." Alfred said before adding "So...do we have any open rooms?" he asked leaning against the desk. "I believe so, let me check," Ivan said turning the check in/out book on the dest towards him and flipped to a page for that night. He didn't say anything but when he looked up and saw (Y/n) shivering he felt pity. They were standing there soaking wet and shivering. Ivan stood straight and looked at Alfred. He thought for a moment before sighing. "You know that Arthur isn't going to like this." Ivan said "Who has to tell Arthur?" Alfred asked. Ivan smiled slightly before shaking his head and grabbing a key card from his desk drawer. "I suppose no one. Room number 513. It's small but it is the only one that is not booked." Ivan said giving Alfred the card. "Thanks, dude!" Alfred said happily taking the card.

Alfred smiled as he walked to (Y/n)'s suitcase and lead them over to the elevator. After pressing the 'up' button the doors opened showing that a man with rather thick eyebrows was standing inside. They weren't looking at the two and instead was writing on a clipboard. Alfred stiffened and looked around before pushing (Y/n) towards another door and opened it showing the stairs. "Go!" Alfred softly yelled. (Y/n) obeyed and started to climb the stairs. Alfred and (Y/n) climbed to the floor where the room was. "Why...did he...give you the...room...on the...top floor..." Alfred said in between breaths. "I...don't...know" (Y/n) said as Alfred opened the door putting the suitcase next to the bed "I'm going to..need my jacket...back." Alfred said regaining his breath. "Oh...right." (Y/n) said removing then handing him his jacket back. "Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Alfred said. He hesitated slightly before turning and leaving the room. He closed the door behind him. (Y/n) stood there for a few moments after he left before she snapped out of it. They changed into pajamas and fell onto the bed. Within what felt like a few moments they fell asleep.

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